Free Steven by Kirsten Osbourne

chest, running her fingers through the thick thatch of hair there. 
    The hot water added to the heat burning her blood.  She got onto her knees moving toward him, wanting to get as close as possible.  Was it even possible to make love in a hot tub?  She was sure she was about to find out. His hands molded her breasts, rubbing his thumbs across her nipples.  Their mouths never left each other; each drinking greedily from the other. 
    He put his hands at her waist an d urged her onto his lap facing him, a knee on either side of his thighs.  He helped lower her onto him, groaning with pleasure as he entered her slowly.  She cried out surprised at how easily he entered and how good it felt.  Finally he was buried to the hilt inside her, and she remained completely still for a moment, staring into his dark eyes.
    His hands at her hips urged her up and down and, moving awkwardly at first, she found her rhythm.  It wasn’t long before she was burying her face in his neck and crying out with pleasure.  He shouted when he found his fulfillment, holding her even closer against him.
    They stayed entangled for a while, before she lifted her head looking into his eyes.  “I can’t believe we just did that in a hot tub.”
    He laughed, running his thumb along her lip.  “I can’t believe we didn’t do this last night.  Or at my house.”  He wiggled his eyebrows at her.  “You know I have a hot tub at home, right?”  
    She blushed, belying the intimacy they still shared under the water.  She moved off his lap and onto the seat beside him.  “I think we need to get out of this water before we both shrivel up.”
    He nodded and they both grabbed robes from the back of the door, and picking up their clothes, moved back out into the main area of the resort.  She didn’t feel comfortable seeing the babysitter this way, so she went to his suite and showered, putting on the clothes she’d worn for the luau.  Looking into the mirror, she saw her face was still flushed and her eyes were happier than she’d ever seen them. 
    “I’m going to go let the babysitter go home,” she whispered, stepping on her toes to kiss his cheek.  “I’ll see you in the morning.”  She didn’t want to sleep in her room, but she didn’t want him to think she was taking it for granted she would sleep in his bed every night.
    He grabbed her hand before she could move away from him.  “We’ll use the intercom again.  You’re sleeping in my bed where you belong.”   It wasn’t a question, but she found, for once, she didn’t mind his orders.  She was going to sleep where she wanted to sleep….with him.
    She nodded quickly, running from the room to go talk to the babysitter and thank her for sitting with Faith.  The baby was sound asleep when she entered the room, making soft little sounds in her sleep.  Bailey was thrilled to see her.  She’d felt uneasy about leaving her, but she was fine.  Tomorrow would be easier, she knew.  The first time was always the hardest.
    “Did she give you any trouble?”   Bailey looked around the room and found it spotless.
    “Oh no.  She was an angel.”  The sitter was a middle-aged woman who was obviously very experienced with babies.
    “Thank you so much for watching her for me this evening.”  Bailey was truly thankful she’d had time to spend with other adults for a change.  She loved Faith, but sometimes being around only a baby as many hours a day as she was, made her slightly stir-crazy.
    She saw the babysitter out and went back into Steven’s suite as he’d demanded.  She needed to have a talk with him about his high-handed ways, but she was usually too busy obeying him to protest too much.
    He flipped the switch that would allow them to hear Faith, but not let her hear them, and they fell into bed together.  Both were too tired for more than cuddling and holding one another, but she found it even more intimate than making love had been.
    Faith only woke her